When I was a teenager me and my little brother loved to watch WWE. A show where these "huge greasy man beasts" would come out in tights and put on a performance of being a bad a**. They would then proceed to fight to see who was "king of the rock"... or who won the title. Every second of it was fake and pre-planned, and it was funny. All the drama was fake and stupid, the fighting part was intense, but in the end you knew it was all not real. The show in itself was all very shallow.
There is a similarity to the fake WWE guys and real wrestlers. They both train very hard to build up their strength. They train hard for the fight.
The difference between the two is very obvious. The fake wrestlers trained to put on a good show and are in control of everything until the very end, even the outcome.
The real wrestlers train as well as they can before hand, then once the match has started the outcome no longer is in their hands.
This is the difference between control and faith.
When the fight is not in our control anymore life becomes a little more real... a little more true.
The outcome of our life was never in our own hands. Until we decided to let go of it.
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